It's amazing how different people treat you when they think you're homeless. Most people can't even stand to look at you and you are treated as though you are a constant inconvenience. When Chloe and I began this journey, I was able to deal with being pushed around and talked to like I was trash by disassociating it. But now on the second part of our journey, I am filled with anger and resentment towards the people who talk down to us and treat us with disrespect. There are days when everything seems to go perfectly, our spirits are high and we are able to laugh and joke about the difficulties we experience. But then law enforcement, shop owners, and the like come along who are mean and condescending. They tell us that we are not welcome here. If I was sitting on the side of a building wearing a nice suit and looked like I had money, would they say that to me? I highly doubt it. How can people be so quick to judge based on the way one looks when there is so much diversity in this country? One of the hardest things I've experienced on this journey is the constant dehumanization. It breaks you down, destroys your spirit, and causes you to lose faith in humanity. When someone approaches me in those moments I find myself reacting with anger before they even say a word. And a lot of times, all that person wanted to do was give me a dollar or a sandwich. My eyes fill with tears and I am ashamed when I realize that I have forgotten once again that there are still kind and caring human beings in this world. Now I understand and have compassion for the homeless who are aggressive and sometimes verbally attack you when you walk by with your coffee and breakfast muffin. You see, we give what we receive, it's just human nature. I ask all of you who read this to think twice the next time you pass a homeless person on the street. You would be amazed at what a simple smile and nod can do for the human spirit.